Zhao Guodong walked on the road with a little frustrated, carrying his bag. He only contained some changes in his clothes, as well as several textbooks and some self-study books that he brought back from the school that he thought were valuable.

I was busy all day and night in the criminal police team, like a machine full of clockwork, and I almost didn’t have time to read books. Maybe I would have free time to read books in the future today.

The sun in early summer was already a little fierce, and the sun made him sweat all over his body. So he took off his white shirt and put it on his shoulders, and walked with his head silenced.

He took a bus to the neighboring county. Without passing through Jiangmiao Street, there were still a few miles from the side of the road to the police station on the street. Originally, these miles were nothing, but today I walked very badly.

The cars and people in the team rushed to Dongting. They heard that a body was found on Matou Mountain in Dongting Township. The local police station initially investigated that it was abnormal death, and it was very likely that it was a case.

Once a case is filed, it will be a murder case. The rope tied to the neck of the criminal police team immediately tightened.

Nowadays, once a murder case occurs, the superiors will not ask anything, but only ask when the case will be solved, and whether the case has the conditions. You are tired and busy for a month. If there are no valuable clues and cannot tell a single Zi Chou Yin Mao, then you can just wait and see the leader's bad face.

However, all this had nothing to do with him. Thinking of this, Zhao Guodong felt a little gloating and gloating, but this hint of happiness disappeared instantly like clouds and smoke, and he was immediately disturbed by the situation he was facing.

The criminal police team, what a loud and domineering name! The criminal police team, who doesn’t give in to this identity when they go out?

Although he was exhausted, even his chest was higher than others when he stepped out of the public security bureau. Whether it was a cadre of an administrative agency or a gangster in society, who wouldn’t look at him sideways?

To be ashamed, even if you walk in front of the girls, you have to add a few points based on your identity, but all this has become a past tense for you.

Three police and specialists were assigned to the criminal police team at the same time. This class of Jiangkou County has a rare graduate from three provincial public security colleges.

In previous years, there were intermittent one or two years. Many of them stayed in several branches or municipal bureaus in the city. This year, the allocation policy was tilted towards the grassroots level. The three of them returned to the county criminal police team together. They felt a little aggrieved, but in the criminal police team, they finally felt a comfort. After all, they were a sharp knife team, and they could learn how to handle cases.

Now, I was kicked out of the criminal police team alone, and I ran away in shame. I was sent to the police station at once. And Jiangmiao Police Station was 40 kilometers away from the county seat. This taste made people feel uncomfortable.

The sun became more and more vicious, making Zhao Guodong's neck burning. Zhao Guodong looked up and looked ahead. It was almost lunch time, and there were not many pedestrians on the road. There were paddy fields around him. There were no place to find someone to take a rest.

Zhao Guodong couldn't help but miss the nearly year-long career as a criminal police officer. No matter how hard or tired he was, he was still a group of people. He was talking and laughing, whether it was boring or hard, and it was just like that. Now that he was so upright, he really felt a little uncomfortable.

I knew I should have gone out early. Who knew that the team would encounter a murder case, and there were only two female colleagues left on the team. Tong Man was quite good enough and even rode a bicycle to take him to the bus station. Unexpectedly, he would take a passing bus. The fare was saved by 50 cents, but he left himself on the road two miles away from Jiangmiao Town.

Zhao Guodong was a little distracted. He remembered that he was sitting on the back seat of the bicycle and gently holding Tong Man's waist early in the morning. He felt a strange feeling. After he had done that with his girlfriend Tang Jin, Zhao Guodong found that the lust that seemed to have been buried for twenty years was discovered in an instant.

The soft fleshy feeling on Tong Man's waist made him feel moved, and he almost treated Tong Man as Tang Jin. His hands couldn't help but want to climb up the peak.

Tong Man is one of the three police students like him, but he doesn't have the same class as him, but Huang Huacheng is in the same class as Huang Huacheng. He is quite well-behaved, with a round face and a bit like a doll, especially the eyelashes on his eyes are long and curved, and it's really a bit seductive when he blinks. I heard that Huang Huacheng has always been interested in Tong Man, but it seems that the two of them have made no progress.

A sound of bicycle bells floated by, and a bicycle rushed past it.

Zhao Guodong didn't even raise his head and walked on his own. He could see the main street of Jiangmiaochang Town when he turned around the corner in front. He thought about how to report it, was he pretending to be derogatory or was he careless as if nothing had happened?

I was not punished or even criticized, but everyone knew that if I had been transferred from the criminal police team to the police station, especially the rural police station, if I was not promoted to the head of the institute, it would mean a punishment, a kind of adjustment with a strong sense of exile.

"Big eggplant?!"

The sound from the front suddenly pulled Zhao Guodong's thoughts back, big eggplant?

Zhao Guodong was stunned. He hadn't heard anyone call him the nickname for many years. This nickname should be the "beautiful name" of his junior high school in the factory school. It was named after a boring competition in a boy's bathroom one day. The boys who took off their pants were all holding their energy to see who could make the urine higher. Although he failed to win the championship, the pile of heads was seen by other partners. In addition, he was the boss of the male at home, so the name of big eggplant was born.

However, the nickname was also something that the classmates dared to call in private. Zhao Guodong was always ashamed of this nickname. Whoever dared to call it in person would definitely pay a price. However, after entering the police tutor and tried the beauty of sex, Zhao Guodong no longer disgusted with the nickname, but no one called him the nickname again.

Zhao Guodong raised his head and narrowed his eyes and looked at the bicycle horizontally in front of him. The guy on the bike looked like acne that was called acne by ordinary people. One foot was on the ground and the other foot was on the bicycle pedal, and he looked at him with a big mouth in surprise.

"Guodong? Is it you?" The other party was probably a little unsure and shouted loudly.

The sun was a little dazzling, but Zhao Guodong raised his hand to cover his forehead and took a look. The other party's appearance had not changed much, but he still looked like he was a bit taller, a little taller than himself. He wore a blue vest on his body, and his thick spine looked a little sweaty.

"Changqing?" Zhao Guodong's mood suddenly improved a lot. This old guy! As soon as he came back, he met an old classmate, which diluted his depressedness a lot.

"Ha, why are you doing here? Being punished? Don't you feel so hot?" The bicycle suddenly slipped over and stopped in front of Zhao Guodong. The strong smell of sweat and smell made Zhao Guodong almost cover his nose.

"Get out of the way!" Zhao Guodong was not polite, and jumped into the back seat of the car, "Let's go to Jiangmiao Street, I'm so hot."

Wu Changqing was pedaling his bicycle hard. Five minutes later, Zhao Guodong and Wu Changqing were already staying under the ceiling fan in a restaurant and it was getting cooler.

A plate of fried peanuts, a plate of braised pork heads, a bowl of steamed pork with rice noodles, a portion of refilled pork, and a bottle of Liu Langchun, the two classmates have already started drinking.

"Guodong, what's wrong with you? Didn't you say you were a criminal police officer in the county? You haven't seen you come back. I'm planning to go to the county to see you one day, why did you come back after walking?" Wu Changqing also took off his vest, revealing his strong muscles, picked up a piece of pork head and stuffed it into his mouth, and took a big sip of wine.

"It's hard to describe it." Zhao Guodong learned the unpredictable and profound words of the masters in the martial arts books. He couldn't explain the matter of coming back for a while. "I won't say it anymore. In short, we're back. Jiangmiao Police Station, hehe, he's going to make a big fucking circle and go back to my hometown."

Zhao Guodong and Wu Changqing are both children of Andu No. 1 Cotton Textile Factory. Andu No. 1 Cotton Textile Factory is not in Andu City, nor even in Jiangkou County. However, it is located in the suburbs of Jiangmiao Town, forty kilometers away from Jiangkou County, and five or six miles away from Jiangmiao Town Street.

It is an old factory built in the late 1960s. It is said that it was to produce military products, but later it was inexplicably lost. Thousands of people and one large factory was built in Jiangmiao, a county town that is not even a countryside. No wonder the old employees have always felt a little regretful.

"Hehe, you Hu Hansan is back again, and the beautiful girls in our factory are going to suffer again." Wu Changqing took another big sip and said casually.

"Damn, who did you compare me to? Hu Hansan? I'm wearing tiger skin. Do you treat me as a Kuomintang or a bandit?" Zhao Guodong didn't mind either. He didn't have so many concerns when his classmates were together. Wu Changqing was also a straightforward person. In the past, he fought the fastest, and his nickname was Bangzike. "Which workshop are you in the factory now?"

"Mechanical Repair Workshop." After another sip of wine, Wu Changqing's face turned slightly red, and a few acne looked even more bulging and ugly. "Damn it, it's okay for me to go to the water, electricity and gas workshop, but a few places have already been occupied."

Zhao Guodong saw that Wu Changqing was a little anxious. He had no dealings for so many years, and he didn't know how much this guy was drinking. Don't just pour the piles in just a few seconds. The mechanic repair workshop is an auxiliary workshop in the textile factory. The workload is not large, but the salary is very limited, and there is no oil and water. Unlike the water, electricity and gas workshop, it is in charge of the lifeline of the entire factory's power, so it naturally needs to be nourished a lot.
Chapter completed!